"Bageya Road, the enemy has infantry artillery, and the artillery tower cannot be defended. I immediately left the artillery tower, rushed out, and counterattacked the Eighth Route Army outside! The lieutenant of the Japanese commanded with horror on his face.

Fifty or sixty Japanese and puppet troops rushed out of the artillery tower and the explosion rang behind them.

This time, the brick-stone artillery tower could not withstand it and collapsed directly into a pile of ruins.

All the Japanese and puppet soldiers, including the lieutenant, showed a look of lingering fear on their faces.

As long as they retreat ten seconds late, even five seconds, many people will be buried in this pile of ruins.

"Run out, the artillery tower is gone, so we will definitely not be able to defend here. We will rush out and rush directly along the railway line, reinforce the guards on the reinforcements and protect the army!"

The Japanese Lieutenant had a very good idea, but he didn't know that outside the artillery tower, there was a firepower company hidden in the new regiment.

When dozens of Japanese and puppet troops rushed out of the stronghold, the firepower company had not moved.

Until they all rushed out of the stronghold and rushed towards the army along the railway line, the heavy machine guns fired.

The six tongues of fire intertwined with each other are like six death sickles, harvesting the lives of the Japanese and puppet troops on the railway line.

The lieutenant, who was subconsciously lying on the ground, luckily avoided the bullet that suddenly flew over, but his face was still very ugly.

A total of six heavy machine guns were fired together. Such fierce firepower was definitely not something that dozens of infantry under his command could withstand.

This is indeed the case on the battlefield.

More than twenty subordinates who fell to the ground and remained motionless, and the whizzing bullets on their heads proved this to him.

"Sir, what should we do next!" a lieutenant captain climbed to the lieutenant and asked, his face full of fear.

The lieutenant reacted quickly, frowned and ordered: "The troops moved into defense on the spot, defending and waiting for assistance. Don't forget that we are on the railway line, and armored trains may come at any time!"

When the Japanese heard about the armored train, they were a little more confident.

In their opinion, armored trains, like tanks, are invincible on the Chinese battlefield.

At this moment, the mortar platoon of the firepower company fired.

The three-year group shells kept hitting them like rain and exploded, making their nerves that had just relaxed tense up again.

Because every round of shells can take away several lives to a greater or lesser extent.

"It's over..." The lieutenant's mind came up with this thought that made him feel desperate.

However, he was unwilling to let his life be thrown here like this. After trying his best to suppress despair in his heart, he decisively ordered: "Warriors, we have not lost yet... As long as the armored train comes, we can still turn defeat into victory. Keep persevering, hold on to the end, and never admit defeat!"

The battle on the railway line is still going on, but the Japanese military brigade command in Linfen City has become a mess.

Major General Matsumoto was in the command center: "What does the intelligence department do for food? Didn't it mean that the main forces of the New First Regiment are training at their own station? Where did the Eighth Route Army attack our army come from!"

"Light and heavy machine guns, mortars, infantry guns, and so many heavy weapons appear together, what is the main force of the new regiment?"

Losing all the arms and supplies on a row of military rows is such a huge responsibility, even if you carry the rank of a major on your shoulders, you can't afford it!

Seeing that the commander obviously put the blame for the attack on him, the intelligence counselor subconsciously turned pale, and then argued against the scalp: "General, I must have been trained at my four main battalions of the New First Regiment. I have not mobilized a soldier or a soldier for several days. I dared to use my life to guarantee it!"

Major General Matsumoto also became angry, staring at his eyes that were red from anger, staring at the intelligence staff and questioned: "Then tell me where did the Eighth Route Army that sneaked into our army come from? Are there any anti-Japanese armed forces in Linfen that have so many equipment?"

The Chief of Staff stood up at the right time: "God relieve your anger. The reinforcements are ready to attack. The entire mixed brigade of troops was transferred to them all for mechanization!"

"Yo Xi!" The Chief of Staff's quick reaction made Matsumoto look much better, and he immediately ordered: "Reinforcements will come out immediately, reinforce the battlefield! The army can be destroyed, but the arms and supplies on the army must be kept!"

After saying that, he turned his attention to the intelligence staff again, stared at him and ordered: "Check, find out immediately, where did the Eighth Route Army attacking our army come from. I will give you three hours. If there is no result in three hours, military law will be carried out!"

A total of thirty mortar shells hit the tank carriage in the middle of the Japanese army.

More than a hundred Japanese, as long as they were exposed to the carriage, were all blown up and suffered heavy losses.

"Boom..." Suddenly, an explosion reached Zhong Chenggong's ears.

An armored train parked on the railway several hundred meters away suddenly exploded with an orange-red fireball, and then the bullets flying above the head disappeared.

"Comrades, the Japanese armored train is over..." Zhong Chenggong's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly.

"The heavy machine gun covers me, the infantry platoon will press on me and kill the remaining Japanese and puppet troops on the train!"

The Japanese and puppet troops outside the tank car were basically blown up, and dozens of Japanese soldiers were all hiding in the thick tank carriage and avoiding shelling.

As soon as the shelling stopped, they wanted to rush out of the carriage and continue to stick with the railway.

However, heavy machine guns more than 100 meters away fired, and six heavy machine guns were fired together. In the blink of an eye, bullets were blown away at the door of the tank carriage, and sparks were splashed everywhere.

Several Japanese who wanted to forcibly rush out were beaten into sieve as soon as they showed up.

"The Japanese were suppressed by our heavy machine guns. The infantry platoons went on and approached the tank carriage from both sides and threw grenades inside." Zhong Chenggong ordered decisively.

"Comrades, 33 formation, follow me, pay attention to maintaining the formation!" The platoon leader led the team to rush out with his pistol.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers were suppressed by six heavy machine guns and could not move in the tank carriage, so they could only watch the Eighth Route Army rushing towards them.

"Boom boom boom..."

Seven or eight grenades hit the tank carriage, and the violent explosion was like thunder.

Then I saw several Japanese soldiers flying out of the carriage after being bombed.

Wang Ping and Commander one kilometer away were staring at the battlefield.

Seeing the troops fighting onto the railway line, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his tight face.

He ordered decisively: "The Japanese Army has taken down, and the rest are all the only things left to fight aid and transport supplies and equipment."

"Guardian, signal immediately to inform the political commissar to bring people to transport supplies!"

"Also, contact the Chief of Staff and immediately divide the troops to reinforce several firepower companies to fight the reinforcements that the Japanese may have killed!"

The commander next to him had a shocked expression on his face for more than ten minutes from the beginning of the battle until now. He opened his mouth until Wang Ping ordered him to react.
Chapter completed!